“Today I Forgive Myself. Not Just Once. Again, And Again, And Again. As Many Times As It Takes To Find

I wanted to write. What about? No idea.

I have so many stuff going on right now that I don't really know what to do.

For instance, the impending question, how do you know if you like someone in a romantic way?

This is lame, I know, but I've never *ever* had a crush on someone who is not a fictional character or an unreachable celebrity, and I'm having a real hard time separating my feelings, for I still have this stubbornness regarding our only being friends.

I think about him a lot, not too much, but he's constantly on my mind. What's worse, is that I haven't seen him properly for months, the day I saw him and chatted for two minutes three weeks ago not counting.

He went to a different high school, and at first, we continued chatting every day, never going as far as to phone one another . Then we grew apart, he stopped answering to my texts and I stopped trying to contact him, sure that he wouldn't answer. I texted him on his birthday, and after a curt greeting and a thank you, we didn't speak for a month.

I texted him first. I was lonely and sad because it was the anniversary of my grandmother's death, and I gave in tothe urge of texting him. He answered, thankfully, and we happily chatted for a week before he ignored me again.

It hurts a lot. It hurts when I think of how close we were and how he dismissed our friendship, continued texting a friend of mine who be wasn't that close with and focused entirely on his new girlfriend. It hurt that he had a new girlfriend, even if I had had no problems with the last one, but honestly, that had been over a year ago so I couldn't be sure if I actually felt jealous or anything.

Am I jealous?

I don't know. I've never even met her!

But even if we aren't close anymore...It just hurts, ok?

I don't know what else to write, and this is quite out of my usual style, so yeah, signing off,

A girl who knows very little about love.

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